All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be awoken,
A light from the shadows shall spring,
Renewed will be the blade that was broken.
The Crownless Again Shall Be King.
(J.R.R Tolkien. Lord Of The Rings. The Poem of Aragon).
"Carved upon my stone, my body lie but still I roam". (Lyrics to Song: Wherever I May Roam. Artist: Metallica)
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